I don’t know who was the first to applaud. Gradually, the applause that followed followed like a torrent of river water.
Many people applauded and stood up, with expressions of reverence on their faces.
"Uncle A!"
"Uncle A!"
After the song ended, the potato chips in Gao Fei Liu's mouth fell to the floor. Next to him, his friend Mei Shuguo, who was the same age as him, kept clapping his hands, his face flushed with excitement, and his throat was hoarse from screaming.
"Awesome, really awesome!"
Gao Feiliu murmured to himself: "What's his name?"
"God A!"
Mei Shuguo said excitedly: "Xiao Feiliu, how dare you say that you can beat ten of them one by one?"
“I don’t dare anymore, I really don’t dare anymore!”
Gao Feiliu looked at the masked man sitting alone on the stage, his eyes flashed with the same brilliance, "This is an original piano piece! I never expected that he is really a genius, well, I feel he is even better than Liao Yuan!"
"Liao Yuan? Is he the brother Yuan you have always praised?"
Mei Shuguo pouted and said disdainfully: "Compared with our God A, he is far behind!"
"No, I feel that they are equally matched!"
Gao Feiliu seemed to still have the sound of the piano echoing in his ears, and felt goosebumps all over his body. "However, judging from the current performance atmosphere, this God A is really... amazing!"
On the stage, Liao Yuan stood up and bowed to the audience.
The host quickly walked onto the stage and said excitedly: "Just now, the number of viewers in our Southern Division live broadcast room exceeded 12 million! Mr. Liang said that today there will be 666 lucky viewers who will receive our Jili Gulu limited edition tickets.
A set of banana figures! After today’s competition, please keep an eye on your mobile phone information status!”
The audience burst into applause.
The host came to Liao Yuan and praised: "As expected of God A, what is the name of this song?"
Liao Yuan paused and said, "Let's call it War Rhapsody!"
The host was speechless and said: "It's a very random name."
Afterwards, real-time voting began on the spot, and another player who was originally showing his super strength was now ashen-faced.
Soon, the votes were announced. Liao Yuan received 1,719 votes, another contestant received 287 votes, and 96 viewers abstained.
Applause once again spread throughout the audience!
Lin Weiyin looked at the mask on the stage, seemed to understand something, and suddenly laughed.
She stood up, walked out of the venue, and disappeared at the end of the aisle.
…
"Oh my god, Brother Yuan, is this your company?"
Lujiazui, Central Building.
Xiao Peng stood in the huge office area and said in disbelief: "Are you the boss?"
Looking at it, the entire office area is more than three to four hundred square meters. Although it cannot be compared with a real big company renting an entire floor, it is close to the city center of Lujiazui!
Even if it is only three to four hundred square meters, the annual rent is probably a few million.
Xiao Peng looked at Liao Yuan like a monster.
He knew Brother Yuan's income. The company's monthly copyright fee of 600,000 yuan, coupled with the millions gained from selling the film and television rights of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", could probably rent more than 300 square meters of office space.
district.
But this is a new company after all. It hasn’t made any money yet, so how about spending millions to look good?
Most importantly, is it too much to open in such a central area?
Moreover, it is actually a brokerage company...
Xiao Peng felt that his brain was not full.
Liao Yuan smiled and said: "Do you think I'm crazy?"
"Van Gogh, Nietzsche, and Copernicus were all considered madmen back then, but they are all super geniuses who will be remembered throughout the ages!"
Xiao Peng chuckled: "Brother Yuan, tell me, come to me, what do you want me to do?"
"Looking for your help."
Liao Yuan asked Xiao Peng to sit down: "I have very few connections in Donghai. I have opened a new company and I want to find a few trustworthy people to help me. You are a native of Donghai and are familiar with this place. You and I are also colleagues."
However, I know who you are, so I think you are exactly the person I need to find."
Xiao Peng was immediately moved: "Brother Yuan, can you trust me?"
"certainly!"
Liao Yuan made a cup of tea for Xiao Peng: "At the radio station, you were the only one in the entire company who was willing to speak for me, so of course I believed you."
Xiao Peng blushed, "Actually, I don't know anything..."
"Then are you willing to study?" Liao Yuan asked.
Xiao Peng paused, picked up the tea cup, and said shyly: "Um...how much is the salary?"
"The basic salary is 10,000 yuan per month, and the subsequent calculation is based on commission. There are five insurances and one housing fund, meal subsidies, and travel expenses can be reimbursed." Liao Yuan smiled slightly.
puff!
Xiao Peng spitted out his saliva.
Liao Yuan quickly dodged.
"Ten thousand?"
Xiao Peng coughed and said in shock: "Brother Yuan, are you serious?"
At Donghai Radio Station, he worked for three full years, and his basic salary only increased from 4,500 to 6,500.
Including the monthly full attendance bonus and the annual year-end bonus, my personal salary is about 100,000 yuan.
But now, Liao Yuan's asking price is only 10,000 yuan, and his salary in all aspects is even better than his current job, which makes Xiao Peng inexplicably excited.
But after calming down, he felt it was inappropriate.
Although the salary of radio station work is low, it is stable after all, and state-owned enterprises will not go bankrupt easily, but Yuan Ge's little yellow croaker culture...
Liao Yuanyuan and Xiao Peng looked embarrassed, but smiled and said: "You should go back and think about it carefully, and then write me a reply after you think about it. Don't be in a hurry."
Xiao Peng said movedly: "Thank you, Brother Yuan."
After Xiao Peng left, Fu Xiaoci came over and asked doubtfully: "Boss, this person needs academic qualifications but not qualifications, and qualifications but not qualifications. Why recruit him?"
Liao Yuan hummed, "We are all friends."
"Actually, anyone can do the job of a talent scout."
Fu Xiaoci said nonchalantly: "Just find a few people and squat in the university town every day. When you see beautiful girls or handsome young men, just go and submit your business cards. There will always be a few suitable ones."
At this time, Liu Hai, the assistant who came to Xiao Huang Yao to help, laughed: "Xiao Ci, if everyone holds your idea, there will be no need for the job of talent scout to exist."
Fu Xiaoci's willow eyebrows stood up: "Hey Liu Hai, do you feel aggrieved because my brother asked you to help me? You contradict me everywhere. If you don't contradict me, you will die!"
Liu Hai quickly apologized and said with a smile: "My aunt, how dare I contradict you? I just made an opinion."
"Humph, I'm sorry you don't dare!" Fu Xiaoci said arrogantly.
Liao Yuan rubbed the corners of his eyes, what kind of mess are these teammates.
The so-called talent scouts are actually looking for people with star potential.
They usually look for suitable "targets" in the streets and alleys based on the needs of the company or customers.
These targets will be sent to agencies to work as graphic models, commercial promotional models, catwalk models, or directly cultivate actors, singers, idols, etc., ranging from children as young as three years old to elderly people.
All people are objects of their needs.
Early talent scouts originated from film assistant directors, and their job was to find character actors.
Some entertainment companies will also look for singers in bars and other places to package them.
Nowadays, talent scouts have developed into a profession. They have extraordinary vision and can find superstars in the nooks and crannies.
Of course, this is only occasionally.
Most talent scouts are nothing more than losers.
"How many people have been recruited today?" Liao Yuan asked.
Liu Hai opened the briefcase in his hand and said: "A total of 13 people were interviewed, and five of them met the expectations. This is their information."
Liao Yuan took the document and looked at it carefully.
There are three men and two women in total, two professional managers, a public relations specialist, an accountant, and... hmm?
Professional bodyguard?
Liao Yuan thought he had seen it wrong and blinked.
"You read that right."
Liu Hai smiled and said: "Mr. Liao, considering that you are now at the forefront of the storm, for the sake of your personal safety, it is not too much to have a bodyguard as standard."
Now Liao Yuan is indeed at the forefront of the storm. The sequelae of the recent bombardment of popular artist Han Yu have been coming to light in recent times.
Not only was he unable to go to the company, but even his home address was exposed. He still remembered the figures hiding in front of his house a week ago, which made Liao Yuan stay in a hotel recently.
I just moved to a new home two days ago. If I meet Han Yu's idiot fans on the streets, it might be another farce.
After thinking this, Liao Yuan nodded: "If one is not enough, add another."